Dripping DiamondsA Poem by Kathy Van KurinDripping diamonds Oh the bliss, of a campfire late at night! Warm, welcoming; the flames glow, orange and lovely. Dear husband built the fire, my soul basks amidst love’s warm light. Our love matches ebony- night- reality. Late and later, comes the moon, reflecting orb fire bright. All around the forest glows as if cast in molten glass. Late night trees, now drenched, in dripping diamonds of moonlight! Every leaf, branch and twig of Douglas Fir Grove Simply bestows, Luminescent Moon’s power. It pierces through each leaf like a living lens capturing the magic. Late and later; all becomes hushed. So still! To bask in silver bright shining is my privilege. Dear Husband Timothy off to sleep. This night my heart is comforted. I rejoice in this precious time of solitude. Such peace! My soul inhales quiet, sweet stillness. Last glowing embers remain and still reveal beauty. Happy I am to sleepily sit in my place of sweetness and light. Thank you Lord. For your precious moon does rule the night.
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37 Reviews Added on August 26, 2017 Last Updated on October 8, 2017 AuthorKathy Van KurinORAboutEverything in and about me has become materiel to ponder, analyze and find meaning and beauty. This life journey is all about revealing lessons many times hidden until dug up and planted then finding .. more..Writing
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